Categories > Celebrities > Fall Out Boy > I Could Crush You With My Voice ~ Patrick Stump Love Story
Part Thirty-Seven
Patrick's POV
Pete left with his parents and Ashlee, and Farrah left with Andy and Joe, leaving Kel, Max, Lily and I alone. We piled into the car, and Kel sighed.
"So...does this mean you're going to be gone more often?"
I stared out through the windshield. The clouds were nowhere to be seen, but the sky had turned dim from nighttime creeping in.
"I really....don't know."
Max and Lily sat quietly in the back of the car, staring out the windows as I drove. I couldn't ever leave them behind. They were my pride and joy. And nothing can tear a father from his children. Not even a career. I would just have to make sure that whatever the band did, it didn't interfere with the life that I had in progress. However, I knew I wasn't the only one who had a life outside the band. Pete and Ashlee looked pretty serious. I was happy that Pete finally found someone to put up with his endless bullshit. I smiled to myself, gently tapping the steering wheel to a beat in my head. Kel looked over at me with a grin on her face.
"What are you so smiley about?"
"Nothing. Just happy everything is ok and good in the world."
She looked back out the car window without another word, her grin never leaving her face. I was just happy to be going home.
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FAST FORWARD 3 YEARS...
"DADDY, DADDY, DADDY!!!!"
"WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?"
"You forgot my lunch!"
Max and Lily were both going to school now. Needless to say, it was a bit hectic. Waking up so early in the morning was NOT my thing. Mornings were not my friend. I didn't like mornings, mornings did not like me. For me, everything would go wrong from about 6:00 am to 7:15 am when the kids finally got on the bus.
And of course, this morning, I forgot lunch.
Kel and I had decided on alternating morning duty for the twins, and unfortunately for the twins, I got Mondays. Mondays don't like me. But, because of our alternating schedule, one of us gets to sleep in, the other gets to wake up with the kids. So, while Kel was sleeping peacefully, I was running like a madman through the house, making sure they had everything.
Thank god for 7:15 am.
The bus pulled up, I quickly handed Max his lunch bag and they were soon on their way. I felt proud of myself for getting everything together, but now...
I just wanted to collapse.
I headed back to the bedroom where Kel was sleeping and crawled back under the covers with her. I heard her stir next to me. I rolled over to look at her face. Her hair had gotten lighter because of all the sunlight in the summer. Her face still radiated that same beauty. I was so lucky to have her, I kept thinking. I was honestly surprised that she was still here sometimes. With all the work she does with the kids, and me being in a studio a lot, I'm surprised she doesn't just say, 'Fuck it all' and leave. There has been fights where I was scared out of my mind that I would wake up to an empty bed afterwards. But, I'm glad she hasn't left. I don't know what I would do without her. Honestly, I don't think the twins would be as smart as they are if she wasn't around. I haven't really taught them much of anything as far as knowledge and school stuff like math goes. I teach them music. I don't bother with all the math stuff; I sucked at math in school, so you know...why not learn an instrument?
Lily had the most beautiful singing voice. Just like her mother. And Max wasn't too bad himself. Having two parents that are singers must've actually impacted them a bit, I suppose. However, when it came to instrument playing, Max was incredible at the piano. He was like our own little prodigy, even though he does screw up sometimes. Lily was, just as we thought, our little drummer. She was pretty good at it too. I really could only help Lily, considering Max's piano skills are probably already better than mine. Kel helps him a bit even though I think he's surpassed her skills too.
Either way, both of those twins are amazing. They are even more perfect than I had imagined. Of course...the past few years weren't an easy trip either. After they seen Pete in the hospital, they started getting very curious about a lot of stuff. Therefore, we had to answer ALOT of questions.
And then, after all that, they got into their like...tantrum phase. They just wouldn't STOP. It was HELL for about...5 months or so. We couldn't hardly leave the house, because they were already being rebellious. I'm just hoping that now that they've already had their rebellious stage, that means no problems when they're teenagers.
...
I can wish, can't I?
My thoughts were interrupted by Kel finally waking up. "Good morning, sweetie..." she mumbled into her pillow.
"Good morning, beautiful." I said, running a hand through her hair.
"Mmmmm, you smell amazing..." she said groggily, sitting up a little and resting her head on my shoulder. I just giggled at her sleepy state. "Are the kids already headed for school?"
"Yep. They left a few minutes ago."
She nodded again and I felt her kiss my neck. I closed my eyes and sighed. I loved the feel of her warm lips. Anywhere on my body. Didn't matter where, as long as those lips were pressed to my skin. "Well...since the kids....are gone...do you want to....maybe...do something....fun?" she asked between kisses. Her kisses were moving lower and lower on me, and I smiled. Her hands quickly rubbed over the crotch of my pants, and I just laid there, reeling in the sensation of every touch. She quickly fumbled with my belt buckle, pulling my pants and my boxers down past my knees.
"God, you shouldn't mess with me like that...." I gasped as she ran her hands up my thighs.
"Who says I'm messing with you?" she said with a smirk. She pulled her hands away and watched me for a minute. I could feel myself get hard right after she stopped. I wanted more. "Ah, well, apparently I have no choice but to mess with you now." she softly whispered, her warm breath on my skin. I felt her come slowly towards me, and soon enough, she took me in her mouth. I sighed again, moving my hips up closer to her, begging for more. Perfect suction made me moan out her name again and again. But apparently, she felt like being a tease today. She pulled away, smirking as she did so. She crawled over me, looking me straight in the eye.
"Boy, you're really hot and bothered aren't you?"
I pleadingly stared back into her dark brown eyes. Her eyes flickered with playfulness and she rubbed her thigh up against me. I broke eye contact and threw my head back. I managed to stumble out some words. "Could you...like...NOT....do this to me? Oh GOD...." I strained to say the last few words as I felt her press harder against me.
"Why, what's the matter?" she mocked.
"Damnit, woman...you know...perfectly well....what's the matter....JESUS, KEL...."
My complaints were being interrupted by her grinding up against me more, now causing herself to moan.
"That is IT...I can't take this anymore..." I hissed, smirking at her surprised face.
I quickly rolled over, pushing her underneath me. I straddled her quickly, pinning down her wrists to the bed. She smiled wide.
"Well, well, well. Someone got impatient."
I leaned down and kissed her hard. "Someone's being a tease..." I whispered in her ear.
"Guilty as charged." she admitted shrugging. "So, have you got me pinned to the bed for a reason, or..." she trailed off, waiting for my response. I knew exactly what I was going to do. I quickly grinded myself hard up against her clit, making her moan out loudly. I was feeling much better about this now. I pushed myself into her, both of us letting out a loud gasp. The friction between our bodies was getting more and more, as we both got close to a climax. I was too close to still hold her down on the bed, and I released my grip. The minute I did, her arms flung around me, nails digging into my back. I felt her hips thrust forward onto mine, and she came. She clung onto me for dear life as I thrust harder into her, making her scream my name. I soon came after her, and I let go.
We both laid there for awhile, taking in each other's scent. I slowly pulled out of her, her body spasming slightly as I hit her spot again accidentally.
"Sweetheart?" I heard her ask softly, tracing a hand down my chest.
"Yeah?"
"You're all sweaty again." she pointed out with a grin.
"Yes. I am." I agreed, slightly confused at the statement.
"You're sexy when you sweat."
"Thank...you?"
She smirked and did something that I don't think I could even in my wildest dreams imagine her doing in her entire life. She licked me. Not like, an I'm-being-playful lick, it was a full blown, I-want-to-taste-every-inch-of-your-body kind of lick. I wasn't about to complain, but it seemed....strange. But I liked it. She licked my chest and my neck, making sighing noises as she did it. I felt a rush of heat go to my cheeks as she continued. I breathed heavily, hoping she wouldn't stop. Her tongue felt hot against my skin, making me moan out as she slowly licked the sweat off my neck. She then pulled back and I turned to look at her.
"Wow...." I gasped, "What was all that about?"
She smiled and shrugged. "I dunno. I've always kinda wanted to do that."
I watched as her face fell a little, but she still looked me in the eyes. I quickly put my hand under her chin. "You should TOTALLY do that more often." I whispered in her ear.
She smiled again, and her lips met mine. The gentle feel of her lips pressed to mine never got old. The same passion, that same lust that came through the first time we kissed was still there. And here we were. Almost 7 years had passed since we met. We now had two children together, and a wonderful life. My band was back together, Kel was happy being a mother, and our kids were perfect. It felt so good to have a family. The entire thing. Even the whining of children, and their consistent rebelliousness, and even the crying when they were babies. Even the ridiculous fights Kel and I would get into, over stupid little things, and I especially loved the moments when we were all happily together. Those were the best moments of my life. Not even a concert or any band could replace that feeling of belonging. That sense that you know someone in the world needs you. Max, Lily, and Keliah needed me, just like I needed them. They were everything.
My hands went to her cheeks and kissed her back more fervently. My tongue glided into her mouth with ease. I tried my hardest to convey all my emotion in that one kiss. She pressed her lips harder to mine, and I felt a warm tear fall on my face. I pulled away to look at her, and she had her eyes closed, tears falling silently down her face. Her lower lip went into her mouth as she bit back tears. I quickly pulled her close to me, wrapping my arms around her.
"Honey, why are you crying?"
She sniffed and I felt more tears fall on my skin. "I love you so much, Patrick."
"I love you too." I said back softly, slightly confused at why she was crying still. "Come on, sweetie, please, stop crying..." I whispered, trying to wipe the tears from her eyes. "What are you crying about? Did I do something wrong?"
"No, no...I...don't really know why I'm crying. I guess it's out of happiness." she laughed through her tears, making her look less serious than before.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong?"
She wiped a few tears from her eyes and nodded. "Yeah, yeah...I don't know what's gotten into me."
"Maybe just hormones or something. Dr. Bennie did said they get all screwy and stuff after you have a kid."
She laughed and softly punched me in the arm. "Hormones. That's your explanation for every emotion I have."
"What can I say, I don't understand you girls and your crazy emotions all the time." I joked, earning another playful punch in the shoulder as she giggled.
Her tear-streaked face looked up at me, and I quickly kissed her again. "Are you sure you're ok?"
She nodded. "Yeah. I don't know what came over me. I'm...I'm sure it's nothing."
"If you're sure, then....alright. Please don't cry anymore, it rips me apart when you do."
"I know it. I'm sorry. I don't mean to burst out in tears during a kiss."
"It's fine. I just want you to be alright."
She giggled again. "We should probably both get up and get dressed. It's still really early in the morning, and I hear a blender calling my name, saying 'Keliah, you need a strawberry milkshake!'"
I rolled off the bed and put my clothes back on. I stood at the edge of the bed and took her hand. "If you insist. I don't know why CLOTHES have to be involved..."
"Because I don't want to walk around the house naked."
"I...would love to see that."
"Of course you would." she joked, throwing on pajamas. I laughed.
"So, you're willing to go to the effort of putting on pajamas, and not even real clothes, but you won't just skip that step and just forget the clothes?"
"Yes. That is exactly correct." she said, walking out the bedroom past me, gliding a finger across my chest as she did so. And just like she had a hook on her finger, I trailed behind her like a puppy.
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Keliah's POV
It was my turn to pick the kids up from school today. That was the way it worked. He would wake them up, I would pick them up. Good system.
I sat there waiting in the Honda Civic, waiting for that school bell to ring and all those kids to come rushing out of the doors. I'd already gone to the store to pick up some stuff and I glanced over at the small bag in the passenger seat. 'I'll find out soon enough', I thought to myself, pushing the contents of the bag out of my mind. Right on time, that bell chimed through the air, and the sound of screaming children came rushing out the doors. Max and Lily were both walking together, and they seen me and waved. They both got in the car and I headed home. "How was school?" I asked, looking in the rearview mirror to them.
"I got to draw in art class! Mrs. Ira told me I had pure talent." Lily said proudly, her face bursting into a grin.
Max scoffed at his sister. "I got to make paper mâché balloons. And then we filled it full of candy!" he added excitedly, pulling out a brightly colored paper mâché ball from his backpack.
I giggled at the both of them. "That's what you call a piñata, Max."
"A pine-atah?" he mispronounced.
"Pin-ya-ta." I repeated.
"Oooooh, I get it."
I laughed again, smiling to myself. "So, Lily, what did you draw in art class that Mrs. Ira said was so good?"
She smiled and pulled a perfectly flat piece of paper out of her backpack. "I drew you guys!" she said sweetly. I glanced at the picture to see seven stick-like figures all in different colors. Of course, Patrick, Max and I were all standing alongside each other with Lily right in the middle of it all, and surprisingly enough, Pete, Andy and Joe were all standing on the side. You could tell it was them. Pete's hair was colored in with rough crayon, Joe's hair was a giant scribble of brown, and Andy's hair was colored red with the glasses; the likeness was uncanny. "That's VERY good, sweetheart, I'm so proud of you! We will definitely show your father when we get home."
"Yay! Do you think daddy will like it?"
"I think he'll LOVE it." I reassured her with a smile.
"I'll show dad my...pin..yah..ta when I get home too." Max said, stumbling over his words a little.
"I'm sure he would love to see that too, Max."
I pulled into the driveway to see Patrick in the doorway, waiting for us. Max and Lily both ran out of the car and into his arms. "DADDY!!" He kneeled down to their level and hugged them tightly.
"Hello, my beautiful, beautiful twins! How was school?"
I grabbed the small bag from the front seat and got out of the car. I walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek. He looked down at the bag. "What's in the bag?"
"Oh...nothing, just...meds and stuff to keep in the house." I lied quickly.
"Oh, alright." he kissed me back on the cheek and I already felt guilty for lying.
The twins quickly latched onto his hands pulling him inside so he could look at what they had done at school. I giggled and followed them inside. I quickly went to the bathroom and set the bag in the cupboard under the sink, hoping Patrick wouldn't find it. I came back into the living room and sat with Patrick as Lily and Max emptied their backpacks, showing us everything they'd done at school. Patrick turned and smiled at me, and I returned the smile uneasily. His face faltered a little as he seen my face. I think he knew something was up.
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LATER THAT NIGHT.....
I sat there on the bathroom floor, dressed in only pajama shorts and a tank top. I made an excuse to go to the bathroom just before Patrick and I were going to go to bed, and to be perfectly honest, I think I've sat in here for a half and hour already.
I finally got up the courage to open the cupboard door and pulled out the small bag. I shut the door again quietly, and tried to pull the box out of the bag as silently as possible. It was a pregnancy test.
For a few days, I'd been feeling a little nauseous. Not just in the mornings, but it seems to happen constantly. And breaking down crying this morning was another warning sign. I normally don't do that. And the more I looked at myself in the mirror, there was a small bump that was barely noticeable. I blamed it on weight gain, but now I wasn't so sure. I was nervous. I didn't think I was pregnant, but I wanted to check and see.
I didn't know how Patrick was going to react if he'd seen that I had the test with me. I don't know if he would've freaked about having MORE kids than the two handfuls we already have, or if he would've been happy. I can never be sure. I thought it was best just to keep it a secret for now.
I calmly pulled the test out of the package and followed the instructions, just like I did the first time. There was a 15 minute wait, just like the other ones.
So I sat.
And I waited.
I jumped at a knock on the bathroom door. "Honey, are you alright?" it was Patrick. I didn't blame him for being worried. Like I said, I've probably been in there for at least a half hour already.
"Yeah, sweetie, I'm fine. I'll be out in a few minutes. I promise."
"Okay..." I heard him say. I heard footsteps walk away from the door, and I let out a sigh of relief.
Finally, 15 minutes had passed and I was just as scared out of my mind as the first time. This was insane. How could I even think about having another kid? Don't get me wrong, it'd be amazing to have another one, but...what was Patrick going to think? We hadn't discussed this; there was no planning involved. I wasn't sure how he was going to react, hell, I didn't know how I was going to react.
I picked up the test and looked down at it.
Oh...shit.
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Patrick's POV
I was getting worried about Kel. I got up and I knocked on the door one more time. She opened the door almost immediately, and had a bit of a shocked look on her face. I looked behind her and on the floor was an open pregnancy test box.
"Kel?" I asked, hesitating.
The shocked look wiped off her face and she looked down at the floor, shuffling her feet. I walked closer to her, pressing her body to mine, and lifted her chin up to face me.
"Kel...what did it say?"
She stared into my eyes, and never said a word. I couldn't even tell from her expression what the result had been. You couldn't see through those dark brown eyes this time.
"Keliah, what did it say?" I asked more worried this time.
She held up her hand, clutching tightly onto the pregnancy test. I quickly grabbed it from her hand. A little plus sign was on the pregnancy test, clear as day.
"You're...you're pregnant? Again?"
She nodded, a weak smile coming to her face.
"How....how did this happen?"
She giggled and finally spoke. "Patrick, babies come from sex. We have sex ALOT."
"But...but...wouldn't this have happened ages ago then?"
"It doesn't happen EVERY time you have sex." she said.
I walked over and sat on the bed, running my hands through my hair. "So....you're pregnant....again." I repeated, almost to convince myself.
She walked over and sat next to me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Are you upset? Happy? Thrilled? Please, Patrick, tell me what you're feeling about this."
I shook my head, my eyes opened widely and staring at the floor. "I-I have no idea what to think about this. It's....fantastic, I guess!"
Her eyes lit up as I said it. "Fantastic? So you're not upset?"
"No, I couldn't be upset. Yeah....yeah...this is....GOOD news." I said, getting up from the bed and pacing the floor.
"Are you sure? You seem...anxious...or nervous, or something."
Thoughts were rushing through my head. I had to decided almost on the spot whether or not this was actually a good thing or not. I loved children, I really did. All I ever wanted to be since I've hit age 20 was to be a father. Max and Lily were older now, and they were a handful by themselves. Did I really want another one to add to the chaos? But that chaos was always a fun part of life. Having everyone over, playing with Max and Lily, racing around to feed them and make sure they were ok, getting up in the middle of the night...
I finally stopped pacing and turned on my heel to face her. "This is AMAZING news!" I said with a smile. She squealed in excitement and jumped off the bed, into my arms.
"Oh, I'm so glad you aren't mad about it! I didn't want you to know I had the test, because I thought you would get freaked out, and...oh, I was so scared..."
I interrupted her, crashing my lips onto hers. "As long as it's not another set of twins, I am perfectly ok with this. I am happy as hell, in fact! I promise."
She bit her lip and smiled at me, her arms wrapped around my neck and my hands firmly on her hips. "We're going to have another baby!" she squealed, pressing her forehead to mine. I smiled and pulled her against me. "Indeed we are. Amazing..." I trailed off into my own thoughts as I rested my head on her shoulder.
Patrick's POV
Pete left with his parents and Ashlee, and Farrah left with Andy and Joe, leaving Kel, Max, Lily and I alone. We piled into the car, and Kel sighed.
"So...does this mean you're going to be gone more often?"
I stared out through the windshield. The clouds were nowhere to be seen, but the sky had turned dim from nighttime creeping in.
"I really....don't know."
Max and Lily sat quietly in the back of the car, staring out the windows as I drove. I couldn't ever leave them behind. They were my pride and joy. And nothing can tear a father from his children. Not even a career. I would just have to make sure that whatever the band did, it didn't interfere with the life that I had in progress. However, I knew I wasn't the only one who had a life outside the band. Pete and Ashlee looked pretty serious. I was happy that Pete finally found someone to put up with his endless bullshit. I smiled to myself, gently tapping the steering wheel to a beat in my head. Kel looked over at me with a grin on her face.
"What are you so smiley about?"
"Nothing. Just happy everything is ok and good in the world."
She looked back out the car window without another word, her grin never leaving her face. I was just happy to be going home.
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FAST FORWARD 3 YEARS...
"DADDY, DADDY, DADDY!!!!"
"WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?"
"You forgot my lunch!"
Max and Lily were both going to school now. Needless to say, it was a bit hectic. Waking up so early in the morning was NOT my thing. Mornings were not my friend. I didn't like mornings, mornings did not like me. For me, everything would go wrong from about 6:00 am to 7:15 am when the kids finally got on the bus.
And of course, this morning, I forgot lunch.
Kel and I had decided on alternating morning duty for the twins, and unfortunately for the twins, I got Mondays. Mondays don't like me. But, because of our alternating schedule, one of us gets to sleep in, the other gets to wake up with the kids. So, while Kel was sleeping peacefully, I was running like a madman through the house, making sure they had everything.
Thank god for 7:15 am.
The bus pulled up, I quickly handed Max his lunch bag and they were soon on their way. I felt proud of myself for getting everything together, but now...
I just wanted to collapse.
I headed back to the bedroom where Kel was sleeping and crawled back under the covers with her. I heard her stir next to me. I rolled over to look at her face. Her hair had gotten lighter because of all the sunlight in the summer. Her face still radiated that same beauty. I was so lucky to have her, I kept thinking. I was honestly surprised that she was still here sometimes. With all the work she does with the kids, and me being in a studio a lot, I'm surprised she doesn't just say, 'Fuck it all' and leave. There has been fights where I was scared out of my mind that I would wake up to an empty bed afterwards. But, I'm glad she hasn't left. I don't know what I would do without her. Honestly, I don't think the twins would be as smart as they are if she wasn't around. I haven't really taught them much of anything as far as knowledge and school stuff like math goes. I teach them music. I don't bother with all the math stuff; I sucked at math in school, so you know...why not learn an instrument?
Lily had the most beautiful singing voice. Just like her mother. And Max wasn't too bad himself. Having two parents that are singers must've actually impacted them a bit, I suppose. However, when it came to instrument playing, Max was incredible at the piano. He was like our own little prodigy, even though he does screw up sometimes. Lily was, just as we thought, our little drummer. She was pretty good at it too. I really could only help Lily, considering Max's piano skills are probably already better than mine. Kel helps him a bit even though I think he's surpassed her skills too.
Either way, both of those twins are amazing. They are even more perfect than I had imagined. Of course...the past few years weren't an easy trip either. After they seen Pete in the hospital, they started getting very curious about a lot of stuff. Therefore, we had to answer ALOT of questions.
And then, after all that, they got into their like...tantrum phase. They just wouldn't STOP. It was HELL for about...5 months or so. We couldn't hardly leave the house, because they were already being rebellious. I'm just hoping that now that they've already had their rebellious stage, that means no problems when they're teenagers.
...
I can wish, can't I?
My thoughts were interrupted by Kel finally waking up. "Good morning, sweetie..." she mumbled into her pillow.
"Good morning, beautiful." I said, running a hand through her hair.
"Mmmmm, you smell amazing..." she said groggily, sitting up a little and resting her head on my shoulder. I just giggled at her sleepy state. "Are the kids already headed for school?"
"Yep. They left a few minutes ago."
She nodded again and I felt her kiss my neck. I closed my eyes and sighed. I loved the feel of her warm lips. Anywhere on my body. Didn't matter where, as long as those lips were pressed to my skin. "Well...since the kids....are gone...do you want to....maybe...do something....fun?" she asked between kisses. Her kisses were moving lower and lower on me, and I smiled. Her hands quickly rubbed over the crotch of my pants, and I just laid there, reeling in the sensation of every touch. She quickly fumbled with my belt buckle, pulling my pants and my boxers down past my knees.
"God, you shouldn't mess with me like that...." I gasped as she ran her hands up my thighs.
"Who says I'm messing with you?" she said with a smirk. She pulled her hands away and watched me for a minute. I could feel myself get hard right after she stopped. I wanted more. "Ah, well, apparently I have no choice but to mess with you now." she softly whispered, her warm breath on my skin. I felt her come slowly towards me, and soon enough, she took me in her mouth. I sighed again, moving my hips up closer to her, begging for more. Perfect suction made me moan out her name again and again. But apparently, she felt like being a tease today. She pulled away, smirking as she did so. She crawled over me, looking me straight in the eye.
"Boy, you're really hot and bothered aren't you?"
I pleadingly stared back into her dark brown eyes. Her eyes flickered with playfulness and she rubbed her thigh up against me. I broke eye contact and threw my head back. I managed to stumble out some words. "Could you...like...NOT....do this to me? Oh GOD...." I strained to say the last few words as I felt her press harder against me.
"Why, what's the matter?" she mocked.
"Damnit, woman...you know...perfectly well....what's the matter....JESUS, KEL...."
My complaints were being interrupted by her grinding up against me more, now causing herself to moan.
"That is IT...I can't take this anymore..." I hissed, smirking at her surprised face.
I quickly rolled over, pushing her underneath me. I straddled her quickly, pinning down her wrists to the bed. She smiled wide.
"Well, well, well. Someone got impatient."
I leaned down and kissed her hard. "Someone's being a tease..." I whispered in her ear.
"Guilty as charged." she admitted shrugging. "So, have you got me pinned to the bed for a reason, or..." she trailed off, waiting for my response. I knew exactly what I was going to do. I quickly grinded myself hard up against her clit, making her moan out loudly. I was feeling much better about this now. I pushed myself into her, both of us letting out a loud gasp. The friction between our bodies was getting more and more, as we both got close to a climax. I was too close to still hold her down on the bed, and I released my grip. The minute I did, her arms flung around me, nails digging into my back. I felt her hips thrust forward onto mine, and she came. She clung onto me for dear life as I thrust harder into her, making her scream my name. I soon came after her, and I let go.
We both laid there for awhile, taking in each other's scent. I slowly pulled out of her, her body spasming slightly as I hit her spot again accidentally.
"Sweetheart?" I heard her ask softly, tracing a hand down my chest.
"Yeah?"
"You're all sweaty again." she pointed out with a grin.
"Yes. I am." I agreed, slightly confused at the statement.
"You're sexy when you sweat."
"Thank...you?"
She smirked and did something that I don't think I could even in my wildest dreams imagine her doing in her entire life. She licked me. Not like, an I'm-being-playful lick, it was a full blown, I-want-to-taste-every-inch-of-your-body kind of lick. I wasn't about to complain, but it seemed....strange. But I liked it. She licked my chest and my neck, making sighing noises as she did it. I felt a rush of heat go to my cheeks as she continued. I breathed heavily, hoping she wouldn't stop. Her tongue felt hot against my skin, making me moan out as she slowly licked the sweat off my neck. She then pulled back and I turned to look at her.
"Wow...." I gasped, "What was all that about?"
She smiled and shrugged. "I dunno. I've always kinda wanted to do that."
I watched as her face fell a little, but she still looked me in the eyes. I quickly put my hand under her chin. "You should TOTALLY do that more often." I whispered in her ear.
She smiled again, and her lips met mine. The gentle feel of her lips pressed to mine never got old. The same passion, that same lust that came through the first time we kissed was still there. And here we were. Almost 7 years had passed since we met. We now had two children together, and a wonderful life. My band was back together, Kel was happy being a mother, and our kids were perfect. It felt so good to have a family. The entire thing. Even the whining of children, and their consistent rebelliousness, and even the crying when they were babies. Even the ridiculous fights Kel and I would get into, over stupid little things, and I especially loved the moments when we were all happily together. Those were the best moments of my life. Not even a concert or any band could replace that feeling of belonging. That sense that you know someone in the world needs you. Max, Lily, and Keliah needed me, just like I needed them. They were everything.
My hands went to her cheeks and kissed her back more fervently. My tongue glided into her mouth with ease. I tried my hardest to convey all my emotion in that one kiss. She pressed her lips harder to mine, and I felt a warm tear fall on my face. I pulled away to look at her, and she had her eyes closed, tears falling silently down her face. Her lower lip went into her mouth as she bit back tears. I quickly pulled her close to me, wrapping my arms around her.
"Honey, why are you crying?"
She sniffed and I felt more tears fall on my skin. "I love you so much, Patrick."
"I love you too." I said back softly, slightly confused at why she was crying still. "Come on, sweetie, please, stop crying..." I whispered, trying to wipe the tears from her eyes. "What are you crying about? Did I do something wrong?"
"No, no...I...don't really know why I'm crying. I guess it's out of happiness." she laughed through her tears, making her look less serious than before.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong?"
She wiped a few tears from her eyes and nodded. "Yeah, yeah...I don't know what's gotten into me."
"Maybe just hormones or something. Dr. Bennie did said they get all screwy and stuff after you have a kid."
She laughed and softly punched me in the arm. "Hormones. That's your explanation for every emotion I have."
"What can I say, I don't understand you girls and your crazy emotions all the time." I joked, earning another playful punch in the shoulder as she giggled.
Her tear-streaked face looked up at me, and I quickly kissed her again. "Are you sure you're ok?"
She nodded. "Yeah. I don't know what came over me. I'm...I'm sure it's nothing."
"If you're sure, then....alright. Please don't cry anymore, it rips me apart when you do."
"I know it. I'm sorry. I don't mean to burst out in tears during a kiss."
"It's fine. I just want you to be alright."
She giggled again. "We should probably both get up and get dressed. It's still really early in the morning, and I hear a blender calling my name, saying 'Keliah, you need a strawberry milkshake!'"
I rolled off the bed and put my clothes back on. I stood at the edge of the bed and took her hand. "If you insist. I don't know why CLOTHES have to be involved..."
"Because I don't want to walk around the house naked."
"I...would love to see that."
"Of course you would." she joked, throwing on pajamas. I laughed.
"So, you're willing to go to the effort of putting on pajamas, and not even real clothes, but you won't just skip that step and just forget the clothes?"
"Yes. That is exactly correct." she said, walking out the bedroom past me, gliding a finger across my chest as she did so. And just like she had a hook on her finger, I trailed behind her like a puppy.
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Keliah's POV
It was my turn to pick the kids up from school today. That was the way it worked. He would wake them up, I would pick them up. Good system.
I sat there waiting in the Honda Civic, waiting for that school bell to ring and all those kids to come rushing out of the doors. I'd already gone to the store to pick up some stuff and I glanced over at the small bag in the passenger seat. 'I'll find out soon enough', I thought to myself, pushing the contents of the bag out of my mind. Right on time, that bell chimed through the air, and the sound of screaming children came rushing out the doors. Max and Lily were both walking together, and they seen me and waved. They both got in the car and I headed home. "How was school?" I asked, looking in the rearview mirror to them.
"I got to draw in art class! Mrs. Ira told me I had pure talent." Lily said proudly, her face bursting into a grin.
Max scoffed at his sister. "I got to make paper mâché balloons. And then we filled it full of candy!" he added excitedly, pulling out a brightly colored paper mâché ball from his backpack.
I giggled at the both of them. "That's what you call a piñata, Max."
"A pine-atah?" he mispronounced.
"Pin-ya-ta." I repeated.
"Oooooh, I get it."
I laughed again, smiling to myself. "So, Lily, what did you draw in art class that Mrs. Ira said was so good?"
She smiled and pulled a perfectly flat piece of paper out of her backpack. "I drew you guys!" she said sweetly. I glanced at the picture to see seven stick-like figures all in different colors. Of course, Patrick, Max and I were all standing alongside each other with Lily right in the middle of it all, and surprisingly enough, Pete, Andy and Joe were all standing on the side. You could tell it was them. Pete's hair was colored in with rough crayon, Joe's hair was a giant scribble of brown, and Andy's hair was colored red with the glasses; the likeness was uncanny. "That's VERY good, sweetheart, I'm so proud of you! We will definitely show your father when we get home."
"Yay! Do you think daddy will like it?"
"I think he'll LOVE it." I reassured her with a smile.
"I'll show dad my...pin..yah..ta when I get home too." Max said, stumbling over his words a little.
"I'm sure he would love to see that too, Max."
I pulled into the driveway to see Patrick in the doorway, waiting for us. Max and Lily both ran out of the car and into his arms. "DADDY!!" He kneeled down to their level and hugged them tightly.
"Hello, my beautiful, beautiful twins! How was school?"
I grabbed the small bag from the front seat and got out of the car. I walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek. He looked down at the bag. "What's in the bag?"
"Oh...nothing, just...meds and stuff to keep in the house." I lied quickly.
"Oh, alright." he kissed me back on the cheek and I already felt guilty for lying.
The twins quickly latched onto his hands pulling him inside so he could look at what they had done at school. I giggled and followed them inside. I quickly went to the bathroom and set the bag in the cupboard under the sink, hoping Patrick wouldn't find it. I came back into the living room and sat with Patrick as Lily and Max emptied their backpacks, showing us everything they'd done at school. Patrick turned and smiled at me, and I returned the smile uneasily. His face faltered a little as he seen my face. I think he knew something was up.
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LATER THAT NIGHT.....
I sat there on the bathroom floor, dressed in only pajama shorts and a tank top. I made an excuse to go to the bathroom just before Patrick and I were going to go to bed, and to be perfectly honest, I think I've sat in here for a half and hour already.
I finally got up the courage to open the cupboard door and pulled out the small bag. I shut the door again quietly, and tried to pull the box out of the bag as silently as possible. It was a pregnancy test.
For a few days, I'd been feeling a little nauseous. Not just in the mornings, but it seems to happen constantly. And breaking down crying this morning was another warning sign. I normally don't do that. And the more I looked at myself in the mirror, there was a small bump that was barely noticeable. I blamed it on weight gain, but now I wasn't so sure. I was nervous. I didn't think I was pregnant, but I wanted to check and see.
I didn't know how Patrick was going to react if he'd seen that I had the test with me. I don't know if he would've freaked about having MORE kids than the two handfuls we already have, or if he would've been happy. I can never be sure. I thought it was best just to keep it a secret for now.
I calmly pulled the test out of the package and followed the instructions, just like I did the first time. There was a 15 minute wait, just like the other ones.
So I sat.
And I waited.
I jumped at a knock on the bathroom door. "Honey, are you alright?" it was Patrick. I didn't blame him for being worried. Like I said, I've probably been in there for at least a half hour already.
"Yeah, sweetie, I'm fine. I'll be out in a few minutes. I promise."
"Okay..." I heard him say. I heard footsteps walk away from the door, and I let out a sigh of relief.
Finally, 15 minutes had passed and I was just as scared out of my mind as the first time. This was insane. How could I even think about having another kid? Don't get me wrong, it'd be amazing to have another one, but...what was Patrick going to think? We hadn't discussed this; there was no planning involved. I wasn't sure how he was going to react, hell, I didn't know how I was going to react.
I picked up the test and looked down at it.
Oh...shit.
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Patrick's POV
I was getting worried about Kel. I got up and I knocked on the door one more time. She opened the door almost immediately, and had a bit of a shocked look on her face. I looked behind her and on the floor was an open pregnancy test box.
"Kel?" I asked, hesitating.
The shocked look wiped off her face and she looked down at the floor, shuffling her feet. I walked closer to her, pressing her body to mine, and lifted her chin up to face me.
"Kel...what did it say?"
She stared into my eyes, and never said a word. I couldn't even tell from her expression what the result had been. You couldn't see through those dark brown eyes this time.
"Keliah, what did it say?" I asked more worried this time.
She held up her hand, clutching tightly onto the pregnancy test. I quickly grabbed it from her hand. A little plus sign was on the pregnancy test, clear as day.
"You're...you're pregnant? Again?"
She nodded, a weak smile coming to her face.
"How....how did this happen?"
She giggled and finally spoke. "Patrick, babies come from sex. We have sex ALOT."
"But...but...wouldn't this have happened ages ago then?"
"It doesn't happen EVERY time you have sex." she said.
I walked over and sat on the bed, running my hands through my hair. "So....you're pregnant....again." I repeated, almost to convince myself.
She walked over and sat next to me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Are you upset? Happy? Thrilled? Please, Patrick, tell me what you're feeling about this."
I shook my head, my eyes opened widely and staring at the floor. "I-I have no idea what to think about this. It's....fantastic, I guess!"
Her eyes lit up as I said it. "Fantastic? So you're not upset?"
"No, I couldn't be upset. Yeah....yeah...this is....GOOD news." I said, getting up from the bed and pacing the floor.
"Are you sure? You seem...anxious...or nervous, or something."
Thoughts were rushing through my head. I had to decided almost on the spot whether or not this was actually a good thing or not. I loved children, I really did. All I ever wanted to be since I've hit age 20 was to be a father. Max and Lily were older now, and they were a handful by themselves. Did I really want another one to add to the chaos? But that chaos was always a fun part of life. Having everyone over, playing with Max and Lily, racing around to feed them and make sure they were ok, getting up in the middle of the night...
I finally stopped pacing and turned on my heel to face her. "This is AMAZING news!" I said with a smile. She squealed in excitement and jumped off the bed, into my arms.
"Oh, I'm so glad you aren't mad about it! I didn't want you to know I had the test, because I thought you would get freaked out, and...oh, I was so scared..."
I interrupted her, crashing my lips onto hers. "As long as it's not another set of twins, I am perfectly ok with this. I am happy as hell, in fact! I promise."
She bit her lip and smiled at me, her arms wrapped around my neck and my hands firmly on her hips. "We're going to have another baby!" she squealed, pressing her forehead to mine. I smiled and pulled her against me. "Indeed we are. Amazing..." I trailed off into my own thoughts as I rested my head on her shoulder.
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